i walked closer to my door, eyes open eager to see the world

i felt the cold metal door knob as i gently turned it

i closed my eyes as i was embraced with the warm light of the sun.

but once i opened my eyes again, the world was blurry

i rubbed my eyes hoping my mind was playing tricks on me

still blurry.

i could feel and hear everything with such precision but i could not see anything but a blurry horizon

i sat on the grass in defeat

and the i realized, the world can only truly be seen not with open eyes, but with an open mind